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Come and taste
My midnight hour
When the vines of lust
Twine round my thighs
Guiding you to pool
Of liquid pink bliss
Sip from my chalice
And be slain for
You are one of the many
Knights who seek
Oblivion in my web
I will be to you the
Rising sun gracing you
With light as midnight
Fades to dawn
And I will praise you
You fit well in the saddle
Your gait both easy and frenetic
Driving me with hands
And crop until I am
Lathered and wheezing
Take your pleasure
As you will but never forget
When you thrust into me
My world turns purple and
I take my own completion
One that you will never know
My midnight hour
When the vines of lust
Twine round my thighs
Guiding you to pool
Of liquid pink bliss
Sip from my chalice
And be slain for
You are one of the many
Knights who seek
Oblivion in my web
I will be to you the
Rising sun gracing you
With light as midnight
Fades to dawn
And I will praise you
You fit well in the saddle
Your gait both easy and frenetic
Driving me with hands
And crop until I am
Lathered and wheezing
Take your pleasure
As you will but never forget
When you thrust into me
My world turns purple and
I take my own completion
One that you will never know
Published 27th Jun 2015
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28th Jun 2015 00:35am
"One that you will never know." Like being caught up in the call to a siren... it may be the end, but oh what a sweet way to go. Enjoyed the read.
Michael
Michael
28th Jun 2015 2:18am
